Hi everyone!
This part of a post in another thread got me thinking, it's by Gilberta's mom, @Kkrista123 :
I never knew growing up that my young adulthood would be so important to me from the animals I have by my side. I already resent the day everything changes. I hope you guys can experience just a fraction of the magic they leave me with. I couldn't explain it and I couldn't replace it.
This got me thinking about what my ducks do for me. I'm older than young adulthood (42) , and I've battled depression for about a decade now, I went to therapy for a few years, but I'm still feel sharp ups and downs.
I got my ducks about a year and a half ago, after moving to a place where I could have pets. I love them so much! No matter how crappy I feel, I still take great care of them. I hate Winter, but love being outside and I find myself outside more, not only for their upkeep and feeding, but to just sit with them. My boys in the back yard are always doing something fun. This morning I laughed out loud as Bill, my black runner ran around in circles flapping is wings around the pekins. The pekins hate it , but it's fun to watch!
Another side effect is that I have gotten to know my neighbors, fortunately they love them. Neighbors walking by will ask me if they can come see my ducks up close, I give out eggs on occasion and it's fun to let kids pet my Fawn and White runner, Brendan. I call him the ducky ambassador!
So what have your ducks (or any pets) done for you? I guess in some ways, they give back to us more than I really thought.
This part of a post in another thread got me thinking, it's by Gilberta's mom, @Kkrista123 :
I never knew growing up that my young adulthood would be so important to me from the animals I have by my side. I already resent the day everything changes. I hope you guys can experience just a fraction of the magic they leave me with. I couldn't explain it and I couldn't replace it.
This got me thinking about what my ducks do for me. I'm older than young adulthood (42) , and I've battled depression for about a decade now, I went to therapy for a few years, but I'm still feel sharp ups and downs.
I got my ducks about a year and a half ago, after moving to a place where I could have pets. I love them so much! No matter how crappy I feel, I still take great care of them. I hate Winter, but love being outside and I find myself outside more, not only for their upkeep and feeding, but to just sit with them. My boys in the back yard are always doing something fun. This morning I laughed out loud as Bill, my black runner ran around in circles flapping is wings around the pekins. The pekins hate it , but it's fun to watch!
Another side effect is that I have gotten to know my neighbors, fortunately they love them. Neighbors walking by will ask me if they can come see my ducks up close, I give out eggs on occasion and it's fun to let kids pet my Fawn and White runner, Brendan. I call him the ducky ambassador!
So what have your ducks (or any pets) done for you? I guess in some ways, they give back to us more than I really thought.
Very sweet and honest story 
